Tuesday Tales: Writing Angry

Welcome to Tuesday Tales, a weekly blog featuring diverse authors posting excerpts from their works in progress based on word and picture prompts. We’re a book hungry bunch that enjoys reading as much as you do. Today our word prompt is angry. My excerpt is from a paranormal fantasy in which a goddess inhabits the body of an archaeological assistant. Please read the excerpts of the other authors at Tuesday Tales.

Simon pushed open the front door and handed her the key. “Usual shots?”

Tight lipped, she marched in, not waiting to see if he followed.

He was right behind her. “What’s got you in a tiff?”

“Nothing.” She shed the gauzy wrap and dropped it and the ridiculously dainty evening purse onto a chair. She wanted to stomp her foot and pummel him. Instead, she made her way to the small kitchen island that served as a bar.

“It’s clear you’re angry. You’re mad as a hornet. What did I do?”

She gritted her teeth and met his baffled look. A lock of hair fell over one eye, and he ruffled it back in that endearing way he had. Her glare softened, and a wavering sigh escaped her lips. He’d never claimed to be more than her friend. She couldn’t blame him for being attracted to the goddess of love. “Nothing at all. Sorry, I guess the theft has me rattled.”

Relief spread over his features, and he took his place at the bar to pour their shots.

She dropped ice in two glasses and splashed in the chaser. “So, you liked that ritzy place tonight?”

“Not particularly. Why’d you pick it?”

She shrugged and clinked shot glasses with him. “Thought it might be interesting. Cheers.”

“Down the hatch.”

They took the second batch to the living room. He pushed the television button, while she fished her bedroom slippers from under the couch. Without having to ask, he selected their favorite channel with all night classic horror films. Dracula leered seductively.

He glanced her way. “The food was good though. What there was of it.”

His pretend grumble made her laugh.

“Also it got you all glammed up.” He touched a finger to the soft peachy pink material. “You look nice.”

Sprite tickled her nose as she took a sip. “Thanks, Simon.”

I hope you enjoyed the snippet based on the word prompt angry. I’m glad you stopped by. Return to Tuesday Tales.

Cheers & Happy Reading!

Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic in Romance

14 thoughts on “Tuesday Tales: Writing Angry

  1. Tricia

    Oh, I can’t wait to see if there is something between the two of them when the goddess of love isn’t involved. I love these two!

  2. jeanjoachim

    Leaving us a little high and dry here. Geez. What are they going to do on that couch while the tv blasts? Many steamy Tt’s today. Love the way you make the scene come to life.

  3. Author

    I have to agree about fancy places.they are nice but I always leave hungry. I love how you handled the prompt and as always, the descriptions are wonderful.


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